Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 15: Humble to the Bone
"Wang Chen, can you beat that bat?" Xiao Yao suddenly said.
Anyone would be shocked to see a terrifying demon who was comparable to an eighth-time Nirvana cultivator, and even more terrifying after revealing his true form, die so easily on the arena.
"I don't know. This bat might be holding back." Wang Chen gave a fair evaluation.
After a brief silence, Xiaoyao suddenly said.
Why don't we go back to the cultivation world?
Wang Chen paused, looked at Xiao Yao and said, "When we go back again, it will be a life-and-death battle between Yi Qianxing and me."
"Then it's time to settle the account with Qi Tian."
"Then I won't go back." Xiaoyao stuck out her tongue and changed her mind in an instant.
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"I'm telling you, have some faith in me."
Wang Chen stretched out his hand and scooped up the air, passing it across Xiaoyao's face.
The inexplicable action stunned Ximen Youqian, who couldn't see Xiaoyao.
Walk out of the arena.
Wang Chen was just about to continue to explore the third floor when a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the side.
"Brother, let me take you to see the Tongtian Dojo."
The voice was full of earnestness.
Wang Chen was stunned, and then he saw clearly that the black shadow had a black dog head on top. Could it be the black dog monster at the entrance?
He has been guarding here all this time.
"Okay, take me to see it." Wang Chen nodded.
The dog demon looked ecstatic, stretched out its paw, made a gesture of "please come this way", and then walked forward to lead the way.
"Why don't you transform into a human form?" Wang Chen asked as he walked.
"This... I'm used to this." The dog demon walked in front with his back bent. He was startled when he heard the words, then turned around and smiled ingratiatingly.
...Wang Chen suddenly felt speechless. This dog demon had obviously been worn down by life and had long lost all his spirit.
He already looked down on the dog demon in his heart, so he said no more.
During this journey, Wang Chen looked around.
As Wang Chen guessed, the third floor of the arena is wider than the second floor, but the overall layout is similar.
The wide avenues surrounding the arena were built specifically around the main building of the arena in the center.
The aura of the demons that roamed here was indeed much stronger than those on the second floor. Most of them had reached the seventh level of Nirvana, and he even saw several who had reached the eighth level of Nirvana.
Some have a calm and restrained aura, while others have a rebellious and violent look. Compared with the second level, it is simply the difference between professionals and amateurs.
The dog demon walked in front with a hunched back, his eyes downcast, and a disheveled look on his face. Wang Chen even wondered if he would bump into a wall because he couldn't see the road clearly.
"This monster looks like a dog."
Xiaoyao thought the dog demon looked very funny.
"He is a dog." Wang Chen sent out a divine thought.
"It's different. I think a fat and rich person is just like a human being." Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said.
"Although a little silly," she added.
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Even children have this feeling, what else can Wang Chen say?
What's more, he had discovered that the path the dog demon led him on obviously deliberately avoided the place where the demons gathered and went to a remote place.
It's like deliberately avoiding others.
However, this circular avenue is extremely wide and the visibility is excellent. It is not easy to hide from someone.
"Hey, Black Dog, have you fooled Kaizi? There really is a demon in your dog hole. Is it the dojo of the Demon Emperor Tongtian? Hahaha."
As I was walking, a frivolous yet cruel voice suddenly came from the side.
Wang Chen frowned and looked, only to see an inn nearby. However, some drinkers had moved several tables and chairs from the inn to hold a banquet outdoors, which occupied a large area and blocked half of the wide circular avenue.
At this moment, someone suddenly laughed loudly, and immediately everyone at the table looked over.
The dog demon's body visibly tensed up when he heard that. He stopped instantly and looked very nervous.
"I'm talking to you, are you deaf!" The man suddenly stood up, grabbed something on the table and threw it hard.
Woo~
The wind sounded.
A bone from some unknown animal filled with demonic power suddenly flew towards them.
The dog demon's face was full of fear, but he didn't dare to dodge, and was hit on the head with a bang.
Ouch...
He screamed and was knocked away, falling to the side.
Bright red blood flowed from the dog's head.
"Pretending to be deaf and dumb, do you want to die?"
The man who started the trouble had red hair and he pointed at the black dog lying on the ground and shouted at it.
The demonic power was violent and seemed to be unable to be suppressed.
"Okay, don't get angry over a few low-level monsters," a fellow drinker said, holding up a cup.
"Get away from me! Don't let me see a demon like you again!"
"It ruins my appetite!"
The red-haired demon looked hatefully at the dog demon lying on the ground, not daring to move, then he suddenly touched the cup handed to him by another demon and sat down.
But his eyes were still flashing with hatred as he stared at the dog demon and cursed under his breath.
"Wang Chen, why don't you help him!" Xiao Yao floated over angrily.
"That red-haired guy is so annoying!"
"We are not related to each other, why should I help? Besides, the word cowardice is written on every hair of this dog, who can help it?"
Wang Chen shot out a divine thought.
The dog demon's cowardice has exceeded Wang Chen's bottom line.
After such a disturbance, he had no interest in going to the so-called training ground of the Demon Emperor Tongtian, so he led the penguin and walked straight forward.
“Wait… wait a moment…”
A faint voice was heard, and Wang Chen felt something heavy under his feet. He frowned and looked down.
The dog demon's face was covered in blood, which had turned his fur into wisps, and one hand was holding the sole of his shoe.
Seeing Wang Chen's gaze coming over, the dog demon became flustered and quickly let go of his hand.
"I didn't lie to you, there really is a dojo of the Demon Emperor Tongtian."
Wang Chen remained silent.
He lowered his head, looking at the dog demon lying on the ground, looking at the pair of eyes that were trying hard to raise up, dark and full of expectation.
He suddenly wondered deeply why there was such humility in the world?
After a moment.
Under the dog demon's puzzled gaze, Wang Chen squatted down slightly.
Click.
The coin tapped lightly, with an inaudible sound.
Wang Chen took out a handful of demon stones, stacked them neatly, placed them gently in front of the dog demon, then turned and left.
The dog demon was stunned, and in his sight, Wang Chen's back gradually disappeared into the distance.
It stared at the demon stone in front of it, its whole body suddenly trembled, and it slowly buried its head deeply between its claws.
After walking slowly along the circular avenue, Wang Chen finally found the destination of his trip.
The consignment store on the third underground floor.
Although the functional buildings on each floor of the underground arena are similar, the scale of the buildings is very different.
The higher-level fighting arenas have different levels of demon cultivation, and the corresponding facilities are much more complete.
Compared with the first and second floors, the inns and shops that Wang Chen saw were like the difference between a wilderness and a prosperous city.
Even the female demons soliciting customers on the street are quite beautiful.
It gave Wang Chen a refreshing feeling.
“This is too much regulation!”
Wang Chen looked at the pawnshop in front of him. It was clean and tidy. The word "Pawnshop" was written in gold powder on the black plaque. It was completely different from the simple stone house on the second floor.
How many inherited items are there here? Wang Chen walked in with the feeling as if he was going to meet his most beloved woman.
"What do you need, sir?"
As soon as I entered the door, a waiter came to greet me enthusiastically. He was a fat, big-eared pig demon with a smiling face.
Looking around, even though it was a three-story consignment store, business was not good.
